You Do Your Best Theatre Offstage - Liam Hinton
Sorry
She said to me
I already used all the God I got
You'd be an animal after the transaction
He was bacteria by wavelength
I can't cum on his mattress
Just got the privilege of witnessing you re-enter the atmosphere
Fourteen dead
She's true white but manually darkened
Music in disease form
Yellow shines through
She's sorry
to break a butterfly upon a solar eclipse
But you're entitled
to your raping me back and forth
Devil in a deck chair
You're entitled
to your one once more
Water is forgetting
I am broken
And too fucked up to believe in time
Choke this infant here before me
Life tossed between three categories
You're entitled
To your live theatre placebo
Just a wad of honey that I can't feel
Sorry for all those I have to be
My androgynous excuse of will
Therapist in distance
Turn condom inside out
Brand new
Walk in long hair
leave short
She told me it's because I am far less
atmospheric than my predecessor
I'm more of a dog person
Don't shit on the lawn
Haunches back
Bark
Bite
You're entitled
to your half of the scraps
Contributor's Note
My name is Liam Hinton and I am "A red headed petulant little shit who likes to write poems" - Karl. I am a first year studying at Waikato university majoring in English and Theatre who has, about five hours from the deadline, buckled to peer pressure because spinelessness... Done.